t alone nigga trust us Follow me down these wicked streets I grew up on wanna sound like us Ain't nothing to do we come for you kiss mommy bye bye you
changed the whole game We brought you into the future From the 99 Come on come on come on come on come on Now you cant hate us all day We aint leavin
makes the world go round Money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round Money
see that award show where I got my close up? Its all good I got it on Tivo 'Ye called me and my mama said "I think its time to sign" Got signed 'round
name is sugar, spread sweet as a candy shop Give the valet the car keys of the candy drop Now gather round y'all, here comes a sight to see Me and Menta'll come
most dominant, Hey, hit you with fatness, represent my blackness, Run up on devils like a savage in pursuit of happiness, You better believe everytime we come, we come
listen to us rocking to the broad daylight And then you looked in the sky and you started to cuss But then you prayed to God that you could be like us
niggas is dangerous Buckin' like it's the thang to bust When I looked at my nigga fucked up I couldn't help thinking this could've been aimed for us
'mon) everybody come see the greatest show gather up all juggalo's and roll (c'mon) everybody come see the greatest show everybody come,everybody come
's the same as everywhere) Murder go round, murder go round How ya gonna fuck wit a wicked clown Murder go round, murder go round How ya gonna fuck wit
Well we come with what was on our back Yeah, when the leaves had died and all turned black Back when the wind was cold and blew them 'round When we laid
do you wanna get funky With me Everybody gather round, now Were just chillin' Groovin to the funky sound We dont need no special occasion Uh, so come
we get paid in cash We the lords of the underground dine n' dash Fuck that put ya ass on the table Thoroughbred bitch get fed in the stable Back room look gather 'round
the mud give me henny or the remmy i hit the liquor store and i don't spend a penny get it inme they hear me if you near me gather round im up now and
Boys are back Well, gather round children we got a story to tell, 'bout ol' Wally Fowler and a dream that never fell, Now those that came before us, gonna guide us
wondering if he'd ever return so gather 'round children or you shall miss the second coming of chris so give his pinkie ring a kiss the second coming
hype The door's wide open, do you dare to come in? Battle with the boys, mess with us, we're the same So who's up next as we gather 'round the table